On Tuesday, May 2nd, hopefully I’ll hear this song cool a crowd of hot heads not unlike my own.

I’ve wondered if a singular idea could ever be presented in a number of mediums at the same time in the same place? And then I’ve wondered if we would get lost in it.Would we get lost in meaning like we get lost in those halls of mirrors at carnivals and state fairs?

I mean I get so lost in this video. So lost. And I think the singular idea might be care, or empathy, or sincerity, or concern. I’m not sure. Between the story, and the song, and her hearing it, and us reading it, my heart can’t keep up.

And It’s so simple, so minimalistic, and so complex.

What I love about this concept is after I am done watching it I realize that I’m the last mirror in the square, I’m a perspective that reflects all of the dimensions that are reflecting each other.

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